When I woke up on Monday, I couldn’t help but smile. Not only did I sneak out with Grayson on Friday but today is my last day of lunch detention, and my last day of being grounded. I stood up and stretched, walking towards my closet and grabbing my uniform before racing to the bathroom. Instead of being exhausted and grumpy, I walked downstairs with a smile on my face. My mother gave me an odd look. She has the day off today so she’s home rather than off at work already.
“Good morning, mom,” I told her as I grabbed two pieces of bread and placed them in the toaster. I walked over towards the fridge and gripped the orange juice while reaching for a glass in the cabinet. My mother sent me an odd look as I began to butter my toast.
I sat down at the table and she decided to speak up. “Why a
